Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 683

Chapter 683: Two Thousand Years of Rise and Fall

In the 300th year of the Great Xia calendar, the Xia Emperor Mang passed away!
The whole country of Great Xia mourned, and Mang was revered as a holy emperor and a saint…

Because not only did he bring incredible technology and martial arts, he also lived for more than three hundred years!

As for the rest of the ministers, even the most powerful prince of Great Xia, the longest one lived was only 198 years old, and never broke the limit of 200 years!

In fact, the common people prefer to call Mang——Martial Emperor!
…

“Hei, hello, senior!”

In the Zhenwu Talisman space, the new Human Emperor of Daxia bowed respectfully.

He has a dark complexion and ordinary features, and is the great-great-grandson of Mang.

There was no way Mang lived too long. He devoted himself to cultivation in his later years and never married or had children. All his sons and grandchildren died… Naturally, he could only choose from his younger generations.

“I never thought… before Mang died, he would hand over the Zhenwu Talisman as the foundation of the royal family?”

Fang Xing’s figure emerged on the high steps.

“senior.”

Hei was shocked. He didn’t expect that such a demon really existed.

Fang Xing shook his head and raised his hand, and a stone tablet stood up, engraved with the two major effects of the Zhenwu Talisman.

Then, he said calmly: “I am going to go into seclusion, perhaps for tens of thousands of years… What to do next, you decide for yourself.”

He was satisfied with his enjoyment of traveling, and it was time to go back into seclusion to continue his hard practice and comprehend the Great Way of Zhenwu.

By the way, wait for the arrival of a new era!
Anyway, this martial arts era where the strongest can only live for two or three hundred years is obviously not of much value.

And after that, he would not meet with every host in person.

Anyway, the rules are there, and let them figure out the rest on their own.

Maybe… one of these people can give me a surprise?

“Senior? Senior!”

Seeing Fang Xing’s figure disappear, Hei suddenly became very anxious.

But no matter how he advanced, he could not step onto the next step, as if there was a huge chasm between the two of them.

In the end, Hei was left with no choice but to bow to the empty stone throne and then enter the training space.

He was burning with desire and wanted to break through through his training to become as strong as the Martial Emperor.

At least, you can live for three hundred years!

…

Fang Xing’s retreat for contemplation was actually to block outsiders’ spatial permissions, leaving them with only an area of free space the size of a room.

Then, he rejected the temptations of fine wine, delicious food and beautiful women, sat cross-legged, and began to comprehend the Zhenwu Avenue.

“Zhenwu… starts from oneself, the tortoise and the snake intersect, the seven stars converge… the yin and yang…”

I don’t know how much time passed, but when Fang Xing finally felt that there was some hope, he was immediately delighted and prepared to give himself a three-year vacation to enjoy himself.

“Huh?”

Suddenly, he discovered that the ‘Zhenwu Talisman’ had fallen into an ancient tomb and became a burial object!

“I’m going to be buried with you? What happened?”

Fang Xing was startled and immediately looked at the surveillance video.

Ever since he was able to observe the external situation of the Zhenwu Talisman, he has kept this function turned on and stored it.

At this moment, scenes of history appeared before him:
“The second generation Xia Emperor ‘Hei’ was relatively normal. With the help of the ‘Zhenwu Talisman’, he cultivated to a state comparable to Mang, suppressed the world for three hundred years, and then passed the throne and the Zhenwu Talisman to ‘Jiao’ before he died of old age…”

“Jiao is a martial arts fanatic. He has fought countless duels in his life and killed countless people. He is a tyrant… but he still ruled for three hundred years.”

“The fourth generation Xia Emperor was so obsessed with pleasure that he even neglected his martial arts and lived only two hundred years… But at least with some repairs, the Great Xia Dynasty can continue…”

“Another thousand years passed, and the Xia Emperor ‘Qing’ came to power. He turned out to be an infatuated man, and told the secret of the ‘Zhenwu Talisman’ to his beloved concubine ‘Si’… Then the ‘Zhenwu Talisman’ was stolen… At this time, Daxia had suppressed the world for more than two thousand years, and all kinds of conflicts had accumulated to the limit, and they had to be suppressed by the royal family…”

“But after losing the ‘Zhenwu Talisman’, Emperor Xia was no longer a master who could suppress everything. After barely holding on for a few decades, Great Xia was destroyed…”

“The ‘Zhenwu Talisman’ was fought over by various parties. As a result, by chance, it was taken away by a member of the ‘Si’ clan. This person did not have much ambition. After cultivating to the ‘Original Martial Peak’, he retired and even built a tomb for himself… and buried the Zhenwu Talisman with him?”

“Until now… I don’t know how many years have passed.”

“Has Daxia… perished?”

Fang Xing shook his head and disagreed.

He was accustomed to seeing sects in the Qingyuan Realm that had been passed down for millions of years, and civilizations in the Daxia Universe that had remained unchanged for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years.

He was really moved to suddenly see this race of mortals that died out in a few hundred years and a dynasty that was destroyed in a few thousand years.

“I wonder how the martial arts in the outside world are developing now?”

Fang Xing fell into deep thought.

Although he can now use the Zhenwu Talisman to observe the situation outside, he is only limited to a very short distance where the Zhenwu Talisman is.

The detection range has not yet exceeded the ancient tomb, so naturally we don’t know how the outside world is developing.

But he was not in a hurry, knowing that he would eventually see the light of day again.

…

Boom!
A few years later, the ancient tomb suddenly shook violently!
“Oh? Is it an earthquake?”

In the Zhenwu Talisman, Fang Xing nodded.

Natural disasters such as earthquakes, wind disasters, and floods are most susceptible to the influence of “heaven’s laws”.

It is destined that this ‘Zhenwu Talisman’ of mine will come into the world.

Crash!
A rock wall collapsed, and most of the original traps in the ancient tomb were scrapped. A huge tripod rolled down and smashed out.

A few days later.

Several men with sturdy builds, as big as giant monkeys, sneaked into the ancient tomb.

“Brother? How much money do you think we can make this time?”

A man in black with triangular eyes and pale skin looked at the boss.

They, ‘Jiangchuan Three Dogs’ make a living by robbing tombs, and each of the three sworn brothers has a unique skill.

For example, the eldest brother, the ‘one-eyed dog’ Mai Long, has an extremely shrewd eye. All funerary objects and burial objects have been appraised by him, and there is absolutely no possibility of missing any treasures.

The second one is the triangular-eyed ‘grave digging dog’ Du Sha, who has a pair of trained ‘earth-digging hands’ and is very skilled in digging and robbing graves.

Finally, there is the third oldest, the Roaring Sky Dog Gou San. Although he is the youngest, he has the highest martial arts skills and the ability to “smell the wind and identify the smell”. No matter what mechanism is in the tomb, he can easily find and dismantle it…

Hearing Du Sha’s question, the one-eyed dog Mai Long, who was wearing a pitch-black eye patch with only one eye showing, shook his head and said, “It’s hard to say… In our Jiuzhou, warriors will bury magic weapons or martial arts secrets with their dead bodies. If you dig them up, you will get rich. The three of us got our start from this, so there’s no need to say more… But before Jiuzhou, there were several dynasties where dignitaries liked to be buried in dragon caves and buried large amounts of gold and silver. Once one was dug up, they would be very rich…”

“But the big tripod outside doesn’t look like the style of the Yuan Dynasty or the Kang Dynasty…it looks a bit like it’s from ancient times.”

“The ancient times before the Yuan Dynasty? That must have been ten thousand years ago, right?”

Roaring Sky Dog Gou San sneered: “In ancient times, people ate raw meat and drank blood. If we dig up a tomb like this, we will lose a lot. The bronze tripod outside may be able to be sold for the price of iron…”

It is a recognized fact in the tomb-robbing community that tombs from ancient times do not contain much money.

After all, those ancestors were poor! Very poor!

Even a piece of iron is treated as a treasure.

If we don’t take into account the archaeological and literary value, it would be a loss to dig up such tombs.

“Third brother, don’t be so rude in someone else’s house.”

Although Mai Long thought so in his heart, he still reprimanded: “After all, in the ancient times, it was when the Martial Emperor was alive… In theory, all the major sects in Jiuzhou should recognize this ‘First Ancestor of Martial Arts’.”

“I grew up listening to stories about the Martial Emperor, but I just feel like they’re made up… What about the Martial Emperor being born with knowledge and being taught by the gods? Whether it’s iron smelting, animal husbandry, planting, weaving, or martial arts, he was all self-taught. Why don’t they say he can even give birth to a child?”

Gou San sneered: “Also in the Great Xia Dynasty, every emperor happened to awaken the ‘Heavenly Martial Vein’ in order to suppress the powerful of the time… They brag without thinking. I have also seen a few books on those ancient martial arts, they are all extremely superficial and require special ‘blood and flesh medicine’. They should have been abandoned long ago…”

Low upper limit, high consumption… This is the feeling that ancient martial arts give to today’s martial artists.

Mai Long nodded, his eyes still able to distinguish objects clearly in the darkness, and he unlocked several remaining mechanisms: “We will soon reach the tomb master’s chamber, we must be alert, we can’t come over with a big storm, or fall in a puddle… Even though most of the tombs in the ancient times are ordinary, there are some… well, they are very ordinary. This time we can earn some hard-earned money.”

Mai Long spat and threw out a tinderbox.

Seeing that the fire in the main tomb was still burning, he nodded and said, “Very good… The earth dragon turned over before and dispersed all the foul air in this tomb. We can move freely without maintaining the ‘breath holding skill’…”

The three of them walked into the main tomb chamber. With the help of the firelight, they saw various carvings and murals on the walls. They all shook their heads and said, “It is indeed from the ancient times, or it is an ancient tomb of the Great Xia Dynasty… This is a big loss.”

However, this kind of funerary murals will roughly tell the life story of the tomb owner.

As tomb robbers who are educated, resourceful and knowledgeable, they will basically take a look.

“It should start from here…”

Mai Long found the first mural: “The owner of this tomb was born into a noble family. He should be from a royal family of the Great Xia Dynasty… and then, was he selected into the palace? No, it should be someone in the family who was selected into the palace?”

These murals and carvings have been in ruins for thousands of years.

Even with Mai Long’s eyesight, he could only get a rough idea: “Then there was fighting and killing the beasts…”

“Someone took something from the palace… Damn, why is this mural gone?”

Gou San looked around and said, “It should be that the earth dragon turned over and destroyed these paintings…”

“Alas, rise in the coffin and make a fortune.”

Du Sha came to the center of the tomb, looked at the sarcophagus, and suddenly reached out with both hands to grab the lid of the coffin: “Open it for me!”

(End of this chapter)